Jah Free - Put Your Locs On lyrics

[Fingazz] "Fi-fi-fi-fi-Fingazz on the track" Pre-Chorus: Jah Free Now, everybody stop And put 'em on (On...) Homie, put your locs on (On...) I said, put 'em on (On...) Okay (Okay) Now it's on Chorus: Jah Free I can see you, but you can't see me Got my locs on, yeah, I'm a G (Oh, oh) And little mama over there lookin' so fly Know she want a loc'ed out G like me (Yeah) Yeah, I got my locs on So I'm ready to ride I'm so high Gotta cover my eyes Got my locs on Locs on Homie, put your locs on Locs on (On...) [Verse 1: Down {Down slowed down}] Whether you're pelon Or hair net, in Tres Flores in the palm calm We are the same Cause I bet you got your locs on And when you ride Bet you got that hundred spokes on It's so O.G It's so cholo And so, homey I know you down like Down, little homey So what you say, mama You wanna roll We can smoke out The bright lights got me loc'ed out I put the top down She likes that So she puts the top down and jumps in the back Then she strips down to her thong Thong She say she wanna do it with the locs on {On-on-on, on} Repeat Chorus [Verse 2: Down {Jah Free}] Now put 'em on, put 'em on, when you're riding through your city In the Chevy, rollin' heavy to my song (To my song) And now I'll never keep it goin', got the trees, so we're blowin' Like the wind, get it in til the dawn (Dawn) It seems like everywhere I go and every single down Little mamas wanna chill with this cholo named Down (Down...) So I stay with my lizzocs, I'll make you see mizzos The haters can see me, but I still got the pistols And I ain't lookin' for no drama, I'm just lookin' For my future baby mama with my city locs on {Locs on} I rob your show, sip Patron out the bottle Like a G, break her off, and then I'm gone Now sing the song Repeat Chorus [Verse 3: Down] I'm matching with my white T, all black Dickies And a fresh new pair of Nikes I wear 'em with my brand I wear 'em with my fitted I stay G'ed up with my locs all tinted So I can see you, but you can't see me I'm a superstar, still hit the swap meet I keep it low key I keep it so hood I stay loc'ed out, and it's all to the good Repeat Pre-Chorus Repeat Chorus